Wednesday, 30 May 2012

Gobbledygook

Songify
With Songify I've moved into the music industry, and has made my own running songs with awesome, deep and meaningful lyrics. I made one English and one Norwegian version. You can listen to them here and now, or wait until they're played on a radio near you.

To Run Is FunTo run is funThat is why I run a lotLike a wind I'm notI'm more like an eggthat breaks and rot.

Songify to Soundcloud:
Nerd facts on how to export Songify tunes from the phone to Soundcloud:
- Chose "set as ringtone" from within Songify
- Open a file explorer on your Android, like ES File Explorer, and navigate to /sdcard/Android/data/com.smule.songify/files/Music
- Share the file "ringtone.ogg" with Dropbox or a similar tool.
- Upload the .ogg file to Soundcloud.

Upcoming races
Last year I did participate in a few races. This year I'm about to get some as well. So far I've done 12, and there is more to come. Here is my race plan for June:

Session 19 : 10 x 600m : Tuesday 29th of MayLast time I tried 600 meters I did collapse, this time I made it through all ten intervals. It didn't come for free though, keeping a pace close to 3 min / km.

Mr L joined today as well, and Mr V was there. Not that I'm into cars or anything, but I came to think of the comparison of us to cars.

Mr Me is the Golf Sport. However not a brand new model, Mr Me is more like a 1995 model. Still an OK car, that can move quite fast. However, a bit rusty and with some flaws. The engine is no longer super smooth and the oil is leaking.

Mr Jean shows us what we'll look like when stair training starts.

The most interesting interval at today's session was the last one. Through out all intervals Mr L - the Jaguar, was in front, Mr Me - the Golf was number two and Mr V - the Mustang number three. I was given one "simple" task by Mr Jean of slipstreaming behind Mr L. However on the last interval Mr L started a lot faster than before, and after about 200 meters I realised there was no way for me to keep his back. After around 300 meters I was, once more, full of lactic acid and my only goal was finishing. However, after around 450 meters I did hear the Ford Mustang approaching me like a rocket. I had forgotten all about the threat from Mr V, as I thought he would be far behind. He on the other hand had noticed that my head movement changed, due to me being exhausted. When I get tired I look upwards and throw my head from side to side. When Mr V saw this his turbo engine was ignited, and he started driving like a mad man. In about 150 meters he was right in my back. Luckily for me he started his sprint a few meters too late, hence I did beat him on the finish line. Note to self: never forget about the muscle car!